Unbreak My Heart (Rough Riders Legacy #1)(50)

Now my chest was heaving.

We stared at each other.

Sierra said, “So yeah, no more parties for us.”

Then she took a step back and another. “As far as how I feel about you tracking me down, Boone?” Dropping her arms like a gunslinger reaching for her weapons, she yanked both strings on her bikinis bottoms at the same time and the two red triangles floated to the white tile floor, landing like arrows pointing toward her. Then she reached behind her back, unhooked the bottom strap of her top, pulled it over her head and flung it aside.

Sierra was beautifully, gloriously naked.

Beautifully, gloriously naked and trembling in front of me.

Fuck. Me.

I couldn’t remember my cock ever being as hard as it was right now.

Without looking away from her, I kicked the door shut hard enough the house shook.

Her eyes roved over my chest with such hunger that my nipples tightened. “Lose your shirt.”

In one fluid movement I removed it and chucked it on the floor.

As I sauntered over to where she’d pressed herself against the wall, I dragged the heel of my hand down the front of my athletic shorts to adjust my cock.

“Look at you. Christ. You’re f*cking perfect. Everywhere.” Those sweet tits. The long expanse of her torso. The sexy swell of her hips and the tempting dark strip of hair between her soft thighs. Muscled calves and be-ringed toes. All mine for the taking.

I curled my hand around her hip, scraping the edge of my thumb over the tattoo just below her hipbone. Angling my head, I skimmed her collarbone with an openmouthed kiss. “I could eat you alive. Every inch. Top to bottom.” I planted kisses up the side of her throat to her ear. “But I’m gonna start in the middle.”

She exhaled a breathy, “Yes.”

Immediately I dropped to my knees. I glanced up at her, to see her staring down at me. “Sierra, keep your hair back so I can see your face.”

“Why?”

“I want to watch your eyes when you come.”

She trembled and nodded. Then she slid her left foot out, widening her stance.

Oh sexy girl, you want this bad and I’m gonna give it to you so, so good.

With the palm of my hand, I lightly stroked her leg from her knee to her hip. I leaned in, nuzzling the sensitive inner flesh, and caught the scent of her. My mouth homed in on it, landing on the soft strip of hair. I allowed a moment to bury my face right here and fill my lungs with her musky sweet perfume.

My fingers followed the rise of her mound and then spread her open, baring all that glistening pink flesh to my gaze and to my mouth. I pressed my lips to the hot skin, intending on gifting her clit a butterfly kiss. But as soon as my lips connected with the slick proof of her arousal, all plans for sweet kisses vanished.

The woman was so f*cking wet my mouth was sliding around.

So wet for me. For what I could do to her.

Closing my eyes, I flattened my tongue, gathering as much of her essence in one short lick as I could. I groaned. “God, you taste f*cking amazing.”

I lapped up one side of her fleshy folds and down the other, stopping to tease her clit until she wiggled and squirmed. But I still couldn’t get close enough. Deep enough. I needed more of the tang of her coating my throat, more of Sierra’s essence filling me, more of it covering me.

With more more more on a continual chant inside my head, I used my right hand to hold her against the wall when I gripped the back of her right thigh and brought it over my left shoulder.

“Boone!”

Better. Fuck. That was so much better. Now I had all of her. Right. There.

I dragged my thumb down that pretty pink split in her sex and pushed it inside her.

Almost instantly her body rewarded me with a new sheen of wetness.

Her hand gripped my hair so hard it hurt.

I gorged on her. No tongue technique, just raw f*cking hunger as I ate at her.

“Boone. Please.”

I paused to breathe, but I kept rubbing my mouth over this beautiful part of her that had become my new obsession. “Sierra…I just…need…”

“What?”

“I need it f*cking all. Give it to me.” I dove back in, my mouth all over the place.

She went crazy when I used my teeth.

I went crazy when her fingernails dug into my forearm.

I settled over her clit, relentless in getting her to come.

And then she did. Her belly clenched beneath my hand, her thigh tightened around the back of my neck and all that smooth skin around her clit seized up and pulsed beneath my mouth like f*cking applause.

A husky moan drifted down to me as she rode out her orgasm on my face.

Yeah. That’s it. Take it.

When the pulses faded, I growled against that tender flesh because I wanted more. More of the tart taste of her glazing my face. More of her soft thigh pressed against my cheek. I blew a stream of air across the wet tissues, holding fast when she gasped and tried to retreat. “No. Don’t move.”

Her hand shook when she pushed her hair out of her face.

“Sierra. Look at me.”

Her eyes were still heavy-lidded with lust.

“Never get enough of this. I could f*cking live here. Just survive on the f*cking taste of you…” I dragged my mouth up the inside of her thigh and met her gaze. “Again. I need that again. Right now.”

“You need it?”